LA-Story.com welcomes Lark Lennox and her commentary that is featured today.
Lark Lennox has contributed to this blog many times before, but it’s been quite a while since Lark has surfaced here on LA-Story.com. Her commentary is always on-target and very apt. While you might like the specifics of who is featured in this commentary, I saw it as something that I have seen before in various offices (dentist, medical, salons, nail salons) and wished that I could just tell someone to “zip it”. This is not so much a political diatribe but more of a commentary about people who feel like that they can monopolize the captive audience (in the room) to share/vent their personal perspective on life, work, their neighbors, their kids, TV commentator, a police officer, school administrator, or their political viewpoint. It’s called “put a cork in it”
In other words, Lark Lennox and Jane Fonda share a common thread: Burning Bridges!
The Lark that Roared
by Lark Lennox
Here’s something I’ve never said before—probably something that no one has said before: The other day, I simultaneously channeled Edmund Burke and Jane Fonda! Burke said, “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” (Let’s assume that, if he was alive today, he’d have added women to his admonition.)
Fonda’s presence in my head requires a little more explanation. Jane Fonda was recently interviewed by Howard Stern. Fonda has maintained her activism, despite, as Stern said, her advanced age (82). Her latest arrest—her 5th—took place less than a year ago, while protesting humans’ role in climate change. Fonda told Howard that her age doesn’t even set her apart—that protests are full of old women like her—because, “we have nothing to lose.”
With that in my head, I embarked on yet another episode of “Lark Lennox Burns Bridges.” (That wasn’t my intention when I got out of bed. It just happened.) While signing in at a medical office the other day, I was subjected to a diatribe from another patient in the waiting room, as he spewed all the conspiracy theories that abide in his pea-sized brain. I wasn’t eavesdropping. He was speaking loudly to 2 other patients who, like me, were imprisoned in a waiting room that has few places to sit these days. I headed in the direction of the only empty chair, on the far side of the room.
Then I heard, “after the election…Hillary Clinton…jail” after already hearing Einstein’s conspiracy nonsense about the CDC lying and how “it” isn’t real.
Edmund Burke spoke to me—and Jane Fonda shouted—and I spun on my heel and headed back to the idiot and his captive audience. I said, “You’re lying” and “You don’t know what you’re talking about” and a few other choice things. He told me to go away, that I didn’t have to listen to him. But the women who were in the only other available chairs in the waiting room were stuck there. So I turned to them and said, “He’s lying to you. He’s telling you dangerous lies…”
The guy yelled, “SCREW YOU!” a bunch of times and, “You don’t have to listen” (as if that was an option). I went to the only empty chair, about 15 feet away. He continued to yell at me and even tarred & feathered me with the accusation, “crazy liberal.” The receptionist came out and tried to calm him down, finally telling him,
“Find something else to talk about. It’s not appropriate to talk about ‘that’ in this office.”
With apologies to Edmund, the only thing necessary for the triumph of evil ignorance is for old women to do nothing. No more rolling my eyes in silent communion with others who are trapped, listening to ignorant lies, whether it’s in a doctor’s office or a line at the grocery or drugstore (pretty much the only places where I encounter humans these days). I don’t want my children to ignore their safety. They have young children to raise. And I worry about my son incurring the violent wrath of the people around him in what we refer to as “Pennsyltucky.”
But I’m Jane F-ing Fonda, and I have little to lose. I’m ready for the next encounter—with the snappy comebacks I hadn’t prepared for before the encounter in the doctor’s office. (I didn’t know there would be a quiz.) Next time—and I guarantee there will be a next time—I’m going to tell the conspiracy fools that their president is a liar and a traitor who doesn’t care if they die. That we lost a family member to COVID-19. He wasn’t much older than *I* am; he died alone, and “morons like you don’t care because it didn’t happen to you.” And the CDC isn’t lying. And the FBI, CIA, and military are the opposite of the left-wing conspiracy you’ve hallucinated. And “Antifa” stands for “anti-fascism,” which is a good thing because fascism is Hitler. Or do you support what Hitler supported? And Bill Gates isn’t creating a vaccine to insert a chip in you. (Why would Bill Gates want to insert a chip in these idiots?)
The only person who cares less about you than Bill Gates is your president, who wouldn’t cross the street to piss on you if you were on fire. And Comet Pizza (aka “Ping Pong Pizza” of Pizzagate fame) doesn’t have a child sex/cannibalism ring run by Hillary Clinton in the basement, because THERE’S NO F-ING BASEMENT IN THAT BUILDING.
Think about it: Edmund Burke and Jane Fonda are calling your names!
Bio of Lark Lennox:
Lark Lennox was named for a fictional character who, despite her youth and diminutive size, bravely battled the laws and restrictions of 17th century Puritan England.
